) 0 .. w--G',-' 1,1 ' ç ,.,:::1;, ----"t1t. \ \ \: / t \ i1 \ , . , . , 'I. I _ ",' " , \ I , , ( ,I .:- \ \ \ ..- ,? \ : \ . 1 '; "' \ , I 19 - .--- - ------- I --------- -- - J- ---- \ r " -' :::;j:l' I . / ' . - /1\'.' I \\ 'I (t \\) . , ,\" " \ I ." \ I ..-I J III '. r II" , ," ) t " .. \ " \ . " , . ..... \ \ .'ì I \ , I ! ..... ,I '- . - . ø . . . - "This is terrible! Hop over to the Russian Pavilion and see tf they have crab grass) too.') account of his ancestry, demonstrating that he could lay claim to two Nzima chIeftainships. He wrote down carefullv everything she told him, and carrIed these genealogical notes with him all the time that he was in America, until he lost them In a New York subway. He was in the UnIted States for ten years, during which he did postgraduate work at Lincoln, and also at the University of Pennsylvania. Having no resources, he held menial jobs In Harlem dur- ing the summers-fish peddler, laborer in a soap factory, dishwasher, waiter. There were times when he was so broke that he slept in the subways and got hIs meals and his haircuts at Father Di- vine's heavens. Inevitably, as a Negro, he encountered racial discrimination, but he recalls his years In the United States as an inspiration to him. In 1 945, he went to England, where he began to agitate for West African liberation, and two years later he returned to his home country. He suffered a year in prison there, for sedition, before he came to power and won freedom for Ghana. . . At the Waldorf reunion, Nkrumah moved about the room informally, ban- tering with some, clapping others on the back, breaking easily into laugh- ter He asked one of his old friends ho,", many children he had now \Vhen the friend replied ((Four," Nkrun1ah Stl lIck his forehead and said, ((I'm going to have to go some to catch up with you. I just got married last year, you know." ((I know," the other said, laughing. ((Some of us had been wondering when you were going to get around to it." ((,^ hat ever became of old Bob?" somebody asked. ((He's in Ghana now," Nkrumah said. "Came over there a while ago and started an insurance company. He's doing well." After about three-quarters of an hour of this, Nkrumah went to the front of the room to give an account of how things are going in Ghana. ((I don't want to make a speech" he said. ((I'm just going to talk the way we used to in our dormitory bull sessions." When he had finished, someone called out ((Let's sing the Alma Mater!" and the group began: HDear Lincoln, Dear Lincoln, Thy sons will e'er be true. . ." As they sang, the PrIme Minister stood with his eyes downcast, trying his best to remember hIs old school song. He didn't do especially well, but he came out loud and strong with "Hail, hail Ljncoln! " at the windup. Big Time A FRIEND in the constructIon business reports, with professional admiration, a piece of large-scale think- ing on the part of Jehovah's ,^Titnesses. At the start of their convention here, our friend received a phone call from a male Witness in charge of commissary planning. He wished to know if he might rent a clean cement mixer to toss salads In for the meals served to the multitudes at Yankee Stadium. U n- fortunately, our friend says, he didn't have a new one at the moment.